Iceline’s sparkling eyes could be seen beneath the hood of her robe.
When the conversation turned to men, she had a lot of thoughts. Especially that one man, her benefactor, someone she was fated to see only once in her life. She owed him a great debt, but she still had a long way to go before she could fully repay him.
It was bothering her. How could she be of help to him? Is there a way she could finish the job without any more help?
“I’ve seen a lot of things,” Icelin murmured, tightly clenching her fist. She couldn’t afford to drag her feet anymore; if she remained the same, nothing would change. If she wanted something to happen, she had to work for it.
Joshua made her realize many things, and it was time for her to make a move based on those epiphanies.
Two men sat across from Iceline. The middle-aged man on Iceline’s left stretched out his hand.
“It’s nice to meet you. I am the manager of the Magic Tower’s Arcadia branch.”
“My name is Selena.”
Flinch.
Robinson and the man on Iceline’s right met eyes.
‘Is she that woman?’ they seemed to be asking each other.
“Excuse me, did you come from Anorad Castle?”
“Yes.”
“Then, what about the Mercenary Guild—”
Iceline interrupted in a cheery voice. “Is there something wrong with that?”
“Well, I mean...” Robinson was at a loss for words because of Iceline’s tranquil and respectful behavior.
Robinson sighed and let the manager take over.
“There’s an issue, yes,” said the manager. “You cannot become a mage of the Magic Tower if you’re affiliated with another organization.”
Iceline's eyes shone as she said, “It seems that there has been a misunderstanding.”
“Yes?”
“I came here to register my Class. I’m not here to join the Magic Tower,” Iceline explained.
“Are you saying that you became a Class 5 Mage despite being an unregistered mage?” asked the manager with wide eyes.
The Magic Tower was the organization that certified a mage’s class. If a Mage didn’t register their Class with the Magic Tower, then they couldn’t be considered a Mage on that class, even though they were technically a Mage on that class.
Certified mages enjoyed a variety of benefits, similar to knights. It wasn’t rare to see uncertified mages but to become a Class 5 Mage as an uncertified mage was an astounding feat.
After all, the so-called uncertified mages weren’t allowed to use the resources that the Magic Tower had to offer. Therefore, mages had more than enough reason to go through the trouble of becoming certified mages.
“May I ask why you’ve come to be certified?” asked the manager.
Iceline frowned. “Do I need to answer that before I can be certified”
“No, no, of course not. It’s a personal question.” The manager groaned awkwardly and hurriedly explained, “If you want to reach a higher class, then you should really join our Magic Tower...”
”In addition, Class 5 Mages and higher are the ones with access to the Magic Tower’s real secrets. Miss Selena, without the Tower’s help, you’ll struggle to advance even when though you’re certified. Surely you understand my sentiments?”
“...” Iceline remained quiet for quite a while.
“...I knew wizards were stereotypically self-centered, but this is worse than I thought. Just so we’re clear, I don’t want to be certified so I can learn from the Magic Tower. I’m quite certain that I will never need the help of the Magic Tower,” said Iceline.
“H-Hey!” the manager exclaimed. “You can’t say that. The Tower is—”
“...How many people do you think are waiting on the other side of that door?”
“Hmm?” Cain turned to examine the door in question.
They were standing outside the building dedicated to the 2nd Battalion. The top three battalions shared a massive training hall, and the door in front of them was the entrance to that training hall.
“In terms of audience, just the Emperor and the nobles would be at least five hundred. And the perverts looking to get a beating from my lord based on yesterday, I think there are three hundred?”
“So three battalions in total...”
“Yes?”
“Setting aside the two independent battalions and counting the two battalions serving under His Majesty means that there will be at least ten battalions, numbering over?” asked Joshua.
”There’ll be well over a thousand people in the audience! And the finest in all of Avalon!” Cain smiled wryly as he answered with a grim look. “I think you’re in deep trouble. Are you still with me? Don’t lose it!”
Joshua smirked. “Do you really think that I’m going to lose?”
Flinch.
Cain flinched and scratched his head in embarrassment. “It’s not like that. But you’re clearly going against a thousand people. What if you get seriously hurt? Can she afford to live as a widow?”
“A widow?”
“Oh my, oh my...” Cain dabbed at his eyes with his sleeve. “You always act so recklessly even when there are people waiting for you. Seriously, this...”
“Haha.” Joshua chuckled.
“Master, how could you laugh right now? Are you the golden standard for dense people now?”
Joshua regarded Cain warmly. “As always, you have my thanks, Cain.”
The knight scowled. “Do you have to do this?”
“Yes.”
“But why are you so fixated on this?”
“This means as much to me as Cain’s wedding.”
“Oh my god! You’re going to save the world one day!”
Joshua chuckled.
“You mustn’t get hurt,” Cain insisted.
“That’s a given.”
“If you’re in danger, I’ll be right there.”
“You don’t have to because I won’t be in danger.”
“So much as a scratch...” Cain exuded malice. “I’ll kill all of them myself. I don’t care even if the target is His Majesty the Emperor..”
“I think the difficulty has gone up a lot,” said Joshua with a bitter smile. “I don’t mind fighting the entire Imperial Knights Order, but Knight Commander Rod is a tough nut to crack even for me.”
“What?” Cain seemed confused. However, the moment he understood that Joshua was truly talking about Knight Commander Rod of the Imperial Knights Order, Cain couldn’t help but exclaim, “What?!”
Cain was horrified as he turned to look at Joshua, who was already walking toward the door.
“W-wait! Give me a second! Stop!” Horrified, Cain ran after the confused-looking Joshua and lampooned to himself in a low voice. “This is insane... Will I really be able to get married at this rate? No, in the first place, will I even survive long enough to get married?”